Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

Ziyuan was stunned, her face was a little pale, but a few drops of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, but the flames on her body were still not extinguished.

She dodged, and even left a purple flame that was still burning in place, but her whole person had already appeared in front of Wu Yuhao.

Wu Yuhao's eyes were full of disdain, and with a wave of his hand, a white horse flew out horizontally, directly knocking Ziyuan back to the ground, and then he glared at Mu Qing.

Mu Qing hurriedly stepped forward to help Ziyuan, quietly pulled her and shook her head.

But in the next moment, Ziyuan directly broke free from Mu Qing, and once again a cluster of purple flames condensed towards Wu Yuhao.

In the air, those purple flames slowly turned into flying phoenixes, and even everyone present had a faint illusion that they seemed to hear the cry of the flying phoenix.

The purple flying phoenix looked lifelike, as if it were a living thing, and everyone's attention was attracted by the flame flying phoenix.

Wu Yuhao's eyes were also a little uncertain when he saw this, and the hand behind his back slowly opened, this was the hand he had just taken from the purple lotus flower of the Aster.

I saw that the purple flame on that hand was still not extinguished, and Wu Yuhao's nebula continued to circulate on it, but the flame was lingering like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

At this time, he didn't dare to touch these purple flying phoenixes, he stepped on his feet, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, and he also pulled Yuqing by the way.

It's just that he thought too much, and the purple flying phoenix flew to where Wu Yuhao was, but he turned his head and tracked Wu Yuhao.

Ziyuan pinched a strange discovery in his hand, and then the flying phoenix was synthesized into one, and rushed towards Wu Yuhao, the

only remaining purple flying phoenix in the field suddenly spread its wings, and fanned at Wu Yuhao, and the purple flames covered Wu Yuhao.

Wu Yuhao was also ruthless in his heart, waving his hand to swing away these purple flames, but the next moment he saw Feifeng open his beak at him.

Zi Yuan pinched the spell again, and purple flames continued to emerge from her body, merging into the flying phoenix, which looked even more solid.

At this time, Wu Yuhao saw that things were not good, and directly stepped behind Yuqing, and it turned out to be Yuqing who pushed the flying phoenix over.

Shion suddenly panicked, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly beckoned to the purple flying phoenix, and the flying phoenix instantly merged into her body.

She suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but there was still a purple flame in the blood, and the ground was scorched as soon as it landed.

Zi Yuan stretched out his hand, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Wu Yuhao viciously, and just wanted to continue to do it, but he fell to the ground in front of him.

Wu Yuhao watched Ziyuan faint, and the flames in his hands gradually disappeared, but his two eyes kept turning at this time.

He snorted coldly, but he didn't blame Ziyuan for making a move on him, and turned his head with Yuqing and left.

Mu Qing helped Ziyuan up, but she didn't dare to help Ziyuan heal her injuries rashly, after all, her nebula belonged to the ice attribute, and Aster's was a fire attribute nebula no matter how you looked at it.

King Kong walked over silently, picked up the aster, and left quietly with the aster, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

You must know that King Kong was also a short-tempered person before, but now I don't know why, King Kong has also become a taciturn person.

Mu Qing raised her hand, she wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything, she didn't have the words to comfort Ziyuan.

She could only explain to King Kong, "Ziyuan woke up and told her to be careful, even if she wants to fight hard, at least she must save her life first, otherwise how to help Elder Zhao and Yuqing avenge."

King Kong just nodded slowly, carrying the aster on his back, but his steps to leave were very heavy.

"Forget it, I won't stay in the sect, otherwise it will be too depressing, and I will go out to do the task. Long Aotian stood up from the stool and roared, and disappeared again in a flash.

Ziyuan made a move on Wu Yuhao just now, but one of them didn't help Ziyuan at all, and Long Aotian also felt ashamed when he left like this.

Whatever their reason, the fact that they didn't help is a fact that can't be erased, they know.

It's just that the affairs of the Holy Land still have an indelible impact on all of them after all, and they all have a shadow in their hearts.

Naturally, they would not forget that they were disciples of the Lotus Holy Land, but in essence, they were just hostages belonging to the Lotus Holy Land like those elders.

Wang Ping was staring at Wu Yuhao's figure, an inexplicable light was flashing in his eyes, his mouth was slightly open, but he didn't make any sound.

What he's talking about is that it's going to be soon, it's going to be right away.

I just don't know what he meant by what he said about being fast and okay, Wang Ping got up from the stool, and disappeared in place.

Mu Qing opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, Bai Xue slowly walked over from behind and patted Mu Qing's shoulder.

Mu Qing turned his head and threw himself into Bai Xue's arms and cried bitterly.

Only Bai Xue knew how hard it was for Mu Qing to laugh, how much Mu Qing had secretly done for them during this time, but no one knew.

She always gave for everyone in secret, but she didn't let everyone know about it, because she didn't ask for anything in return.

After a while, Mu Qing also cried enough, she raised her head, an ice-blue light flashed, and the teardrops turned into ice particles and fell to the ground.

"Thank you Bai Xue, let's act as soon as possible on our side.

Bai Xue just nodded slightly, and the two sighed at the same time, and in their eyes, they were all the bleak backs of everyone leaving.

At this time, in a peaceful mountain forest, Xiao Yujing was sitting quietly cross-legged on the ground, with only a wooden sword in front of him.

After a long time, pieces of fallen leaves fell, but at this time, Xiao Yujing's eyes suddenly opened, and he waved his hand to slash out with a sword.

A wind blew, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground, but the fallen leaves were divided into leaves of the same size, and there was no difference at all.

Xiao Yujing put away the wooden sword in his hand, but with a wave of his hand, all the leaves on the ground were put away by him, he stretched his muscles, but the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.